The local bathhouse remains the overwhelming focus of my getting off with other men, however, the attractions of an adult bookstore gloryhole remain undeniable. Including enjoying the large variety of video porn, especially straight and bi, turning me on as, even if the visit doesn't lead to playing addictively hot gloryhole games with another man. Purely ho...
The Dorfbewohner—the merchants, servants, sluggards, and patrons alike—of the ancient and wealthy mountain village of Uberusel in the Swabian Alps tripped oohing and ahhing and twittering out into the village square next to the city fountain overseen by the benign stone-cold figure of Prince Gerhard of the Swabian Hollenusterans. The snow on the cobblestones...
I light of the comments by "Anonymous" I have decided to make a list of things I shall never do as long as I write. 1. We the people do hereby swear never to describe a world in which male pregnancy can happen. Ever. 2. We the people do hereby swear never to make a really good monogamous couple have a threesome for NO GOOD REASON WHATSOATALL. You know who...
It was the most vivid dream Jerry ever remembered having. He remembered the cold, the frigid white so dense he couldn't see and he recalled the immense feeling of helplessness as he stumbled through the blizzard. It wasn't a question of being lost, the snow was simply too deep and was falling so fast that he could have been at his front door and simply not k...
I. I could feel the heat of his shaft inside; its sultry shivering mass filling me up - I could feel a steady warmth spreading from it, and the skin of my spine responding with atomic quivers. I almost begged for the moment to last just a few moments more; but did not complain when it moved onwards. It had taken mere seconds for our bodies to wrap around e...
What started out as a simple game of billiards slowly became a display of mixed emotions. Thirty-two-year-old Oliver couldn't be too sure if Bryce, his best friend, kept his eyes on the cue balls or if he kept repeating his brief glances at him. To make it an even more mystifying situation, the little smile on Bryce's face appeared at times with a hint of se...
I tried to make sense out of the last several days as the plane began its descent across the eastern Atlantic into the peninsular city of Dakar, capital of Senegal. From there it would be several hours of a dusty ride northeast to the village of Sagata, in Louga Province. I tried hard not to think of this as a banishment, and why it might have been banishmen...
I serve them salad in white ceramic dishes. Without dressing. Magister Vance reaches out to the clasp of the short pleated white kirtle I'm wearing. He waits, allowing my refusal as protocol demands, for everything here is done through humility and consent. Naturally, as etiquette dictates, I allow his hands free rein. He unclasps the belt, and I inhale, ho...
I have never tried it but I think that I would be really good at sucking cock. Let me know what you think of my little story, people. I hope it makes the boys hard and the ladies wet and open. Club X is like no other bar I have ever known. It is nothing less than a monument to the nude male form, a self indulgent hedonistic extravaganza. From the outside, i...
This is my fifth story and second in my series on Max, a man I met on line (See my previous Max story for the background). This is a story of extreme gay submission. Not everyone's thing but if it's yours, I think you'll enjoy. On my first night with Max, I had passed my blowjob "audition" with flying colors. "Be here next Saturday night at eight", he comman...